Editor’s Letter: Home and Away

An old subway token from Philadelphia. One Turkish lira found on an Istanbul street on a really good day. A vintage ashtray from the (West) Berlin Hilton, acquired at a Minnesota flea market. These and many more objects that I’ve picked up while traveling are scattered around my Brooklyn apartment on more or less public display. Not just mementos from trips taken, they are reminders of the way travel has shaped how I think and what I value—enough so that they’ve become part of the design of my house.